Chapter 1: When your World comes Crashing Down

Bella's Point of View
"Mom hurry up! We are going to be late!" I yelled to my mom hoping she could hear me from the car. Dad and I had been sitting in the car waiting, for about 10 minutes and we were both anxious to go.

"She's right you know." My dad said from the drivers side.

While walking through the garage door mom scolded us. "Bella, Charlie, be patient we are going out to eat, which we have no appointment for, therefore we cannot be late!" I thought I heard her mutter under her breath, you take 5 extra minutes and they throw you to the dogs!

We had the same routine every Saturday. First we would go to my soccer game, then we'd come home and I'd rinse off. After that dad and I ran to the car and waited for mom yelling for her to hurry up the entire time.

I grinned to myself. You would expect a 11 year old to get tired of her parents but I suppose having no friends might help with this. Well that's not completely true because I had Jessica and Lauren, but they were gossipers and I would always make up an excuse for why I couldn't hang out. Something like "ugh I'm grounded again!" or "so much homework, if I don't finish Rene and Charlie will never let me go out!" would usually work. I'd be sure to clip on a sorry and be out the door. The only reason I hung out with them was because I wasn't good at being alone and they accepted me for who they thought I was.

We walked in the local dinner, Dine with Me, and went to our normal table. The waitresses made sure to keep it open around 5 each Saturday and so we never had to wait. It was great, and to be honest I think I had a darn good life.

We ordered the same meals as usual, ribs for me, turkey salad for mom, and a big slab of steak for dad. After we all ordered our drinks I decided to bring up a topic we really hadn't talked about that I felt was needed.

"So… umm… well I was thinking…" I just couldn't word this right. "We should move." I decided to be straightforward and I think it worked.

"I agree," they both said in a chorus of laughter and looked at us. Mom decided to pick up the rest of the sentence. "Well that's your birthday present, we are moving next week. I know it's a week early because your birthday is in 2 weeks but we thought you'd be happy moving sooner." My jaw dropped to the counter.

"YOUR KIDDING ME!!" I nearly yelled then ran over to the and hugged the crap out of them. "I cant wait!"

"Best of all, it's in Boston near that famous family, the Volturi." I smiled a huge smile. Maybe Jane would want to be my friend.

"Lets go I want to pack up and be ready!!" I started getting up but noticed I wasn't being followed. "Come on?" I meant to tell them to come but it sounded like a question.

Charlie let out a loud bark of a laugh and said, "without eating dinner? No way. Just chill out and we will be home before you know it. Lets take this one night at a time. First lets survive this one." I beamed at him. I couldn't wait to leave this town.

We had finally finished everything and had the bill paid, so we left the diner. The drive home was quiet, so quiet there was ringing in my ears. We started to stop at the railroad tracks but them came to a screeching halt, in the woods, before a train came full throttle towards where we were. Woah. My dad was good.

"Well that was close," he muttered then started getting back on the road. No train ever came through this part of town. He had to put it in reverse and back it out of the woods. What we didn't expect was the huge Mac truck that was coming from the opposite side of the road and was going to it the front of our car. The headlights were blinding so I put my arms up to shield my eyes.

There was a loud bang and I felt us shooing backwards, our car smooshing together. I felt the skin on my arms rip apart as the glass shot backward and the pieces that I couldn't block dig into my stomach. Our car flipped a few times in the air and land on the side of the road, upside down. That was the last thing I remember before the seatbelt suddenly unlatched and I fell head first into the roof of our car, which was on the ground.

EMT Scott's Point of View
When I had gotten to the scene of the crime all hell had broke loose. How could this happen in such a small town? I heard someone yelling my name and turned to see my partner Patrick standing by an upside down car on the side of the road.

"yeah?" I yelled back.

"There is a man and a women here, they are dead, but I think there might be a kid back there I need your help though, man."

I understood why too. He was a plump man, and I was skinny. I would fit back there. "Okay but first lets get these 2 out of there."

After we dragged the dead couple out of the car I went over to see if I recognized them. I tried to hold back the tears I was sure would ensue. Police chief Charlie lie dead on the ground, next to his wife and soon, his daughter too. I knew Patrick wouldn't recognize him because he was new to town.

I ran to their car and shimmied into the back with tears still rolling down my cheeks, but when I got to his daughter I saw that she was still breathing, just really battered up. "I've got a live one you guys! Get the stretcher!"

When we had finally managed to get her out of the car and onto the stretcher, everyone knew who had died, and whose life we were trying to save. As she was carried on board the ambulance I looked at her and tried to find similarities between her and her parents. There were so many. But most noticeable, at least while her eyes were closed, was the brown locks of hair falling around her face that matched up almost exactly with Charlie's fading brown curls.

The ambulance carried her off to the hospital where hopefully, her life would be spared.

Bella's Point of View
I woke up screaming, thinking about the dream that had just occurred last night. It was so scary! I had dreamt that on our way home from the diner we got into a car crash. I almost laughed at myself, dad was a way better driver than that.

It was about then that I noticed the beeping. What was that it was so annoying. I went to shut off what I thought was my alarm clock when I realized where I was. I looked at the bag hanging off a pole next to me dripping clear fluids, then down to my arms where I had needles sticking out of my arm, but what I found most frightful was the memories seeping themselves back in. We had. Been in. A car crash. And then it hit me, where were my parents? Were they okay?

Before I really knew what I was doing I was out in the hall running down it looking in every room for my parents. A nurse finally caught up with me and jabbed me with a needle. I didn't have time to stick up a fight before I fell the ground exhausted. Right before I fell asleep I saw a beautiful man with blonde hair coming towards me and scooping me up into his arms.

Carlisle's Point of View
The poor little girl, lay there motionless except for the up and down of her chest She still didn't know what had happened, that both her parents were dead, and I was the one who had to tell her when she awoke.

I took another look at her charts:

Name: Isabella Swan
Date of Birth: September 13th, 1990
Condition: 3 broken ribs, concussion, broken leg, 3 gashes in her stomach from glass, forearms very cut up
Isabella will stay for 1 week to make sure she is alright.

Isabella had been the only one to survive the car crash that her parents died in. Now she had no where to go, no one to take her in.

My son, Edward was her age and I wondered what would happen to him if he was in her position.

I was thinking of where she would go when I saw her stir for the second time. This time, I hoped, she would not run away down the halls.

When her eyes fluttered open she looked around then asked in a weak voice. "They are dead aren't they?"

I looked up into her brown eyes, "Yes."

She started sobbing broken sobs and I didn't know if she would stop until it slowed and I realized she was asleep. I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. She had a tough road ahead of her and I new she would need her rest.

Isabella would probably be put in foster care, or maybe she would be adopted but I knew her life was never going to be the same ever again, not for her at least. Within 30 minutes someone's life could fall apart, I realized quickly that this could happen to the best of us, no matter where we were.

I took a gulp of air and wished her the best of luck, for I knew she would need it.

AN: I don't know for sure if her birth date is right, and I totally made up her 'charts' but other than that I hope you liked it! Review and tell me how you like it!